Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Although status can determine authority, authority requires more prestige. After arriving at the Organization Department, Chi Huazhu sensed Wang Zijun's rising prestige in the department, and became even more aware of the gap between him and Wang Zijun.

In Chi Huazhu's eyes, Wang Zijun is a man of great authority and responsibility. He may not necessarily be able to bear the weight of Mount Tai without blinking an eye, but Minister Wang can deal with many matters that are major events in his eyes.

Solved.

But now, what happened to make Minister Wang lose his composure like this?

Looking at the tearful Wang Zijun, Chi Huazhu was a little at a loss. Just when he was embarrassed, he suddenly saw the tissue box beside him. He quickly weighed out a piece of tissue and carefully handed it to Wang Zijun. Wang Zijun didn't care.

All this, I just shed tears and wiped a few tear stains randomly.

"Minister Wang, what happened..."

Looking at Chi Huazhu, who was at a loss as to what to do, Wang Zijun waved his hand and said: "I called home and said that the organization has passed away. Huazhu, please report the rest to Minister Long. You can't let go of this work."

After explaining Chi Huazhu, Wang Zijun called Yu Jiangwei and asked him to prepare a ticket, and then called the provincial party secretary Ye Chengmin to ask for leave.

Half an hour later, Wang Zijun and his family took a car and set off towards the airport. The little baby, who had already learned the news of his grandfather's death, was lying in Mo Xiaobei's arms, his face crying like a tabby cat.

When Wang Zijun took Mo Xiaobei and the child out of Jiangshi Airport, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Although there was food on the plane, Wang Zijun really couldn't eat it. When they got off the plane, Wang Guangrong

The couple also got off another plane.

Compared with Zijun, Wang Guangrong seemed much calmer. After getting in the car specially sent to pick them up, Wang Guangrong persuaded him: "Zijun, your grandfather has lived for more than eighty years, which is already a long life. Besides, he must be an old man."

I don’t want to see you like this. People always have to have this day, so you can be more open-minded."

Listening to his father's comfort, Wang Zijun felt better. Since his rebirth, he and Wang Guangrong have been together less and more apart. As his talents continue to show, Wang Guangrong, the father, has been obscured by him in many places.

It's dim.

"I understand, Dad, don't be too sad." Wang Zijun looked at Wang Guangrong and said softly.

Although the knot in his heart was relieved a lot, the people in the car were still reluctant to speak. Wang Zijun looked through the car window at the strange yet familiar Jiangshi, and thought of scenes from his previous life.

In the previous life, the old man passed away ten years ago. At that time, he was a teacher in Yanzhinan. After hearing the news of the old man's death, he hurriedly took a car from Yanzhinan to Jiang City.

The old man's funeral ten years ago is still fresh in Wang Zijun's memory. Although the old man was treated as he should have been according to his merits, except for some family friends, few leaders from the province came to express their condolences. Generally,

It was just a matter of having someone send a wreath. It really made the Wang family understand the warmth and coldness of human nature and the harshness of the world.

But this time, it probably won't be the case. In that life, the second uncle's highest position was deputy director, and Wang Zihua was still deputy director. Not to mention, he was just a small teacher in the countryside, so what could he say?

Just as Wang Zijun was pondering in his heart, the car had slowly stopped outside the No. 2 courtyard in Jiang Province. Wang Zijun looked at the small courtyard full of sadness, and the emotions he had just suppressed collapsed again.

"Brother Zijun!" Su Ying, who had an armband with the word "filial piety" on her sleeve, ran out of the courtyard quickly. After seeing Wang Zijun, she couldn't help but burst into tears. Wang Zijun had a good relationship with his cousin Su Ying.

Looking at her like this now, I couldn't help but shed tears.

The small courtyard is still the same small courtyard, and the vegetables grown by the old man are still green, but now the old man planting vegetables here is no longer there. In a daze, Wang Zijun saw the old man wielding a shovel and a hoe, caring for the land like a child.

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When he walked into the room, the old man, who had already put on his shroud, was lying quietly on the bed, as if he was asleep.

However, this old man who had given Wang Zijun endless care would never wake up. Looking at the old man's peaceful face, Wang Zijun finally couldn't bear his feelings anymore, and he knelt down in front of the old man's bed and cried bitterly...

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Life must go on, and the old man’s funeral affairs are also being carried out in an orderly manner. Because of the old man’s identity, the Provincial Party Committee Office and the Provincial Government Office have sent special personnel to handle it. And the leaders of the Provincial Party Committee and Provincial Government are also here.

few.

The old man's memorial service was held on the third day. Many people who had good relations with the Wang family came to this memorial service, but Zhao Yonghuai, the top leader of the provincial party committee, and Han Tiansheng, the top leader of the government, did not come.

But Wang Zijun didn't care about these. Whether they came or not, they couldn't bring the old man back to life. Listening to the words of comfort, Wang Zijun just shook hands and nodded mechanically.

"Zijun, my condolences!" Sun Kai, who had turned into a hunchback, said softly while holding Zijun's hand: "For the old man, it is also a kind of good thing for the old man to lie down on the bed and leave without any illness or disaster.

Blessing. The old man is almost asleep. I think he doesn’t want you to be too sad."

Although they don't meet often anymore, as a good friend, Sun Kai's comfort is still very important. Looking at Sun Kai who looked like a successful businessman, Wang Zijun patted him on the shoulder and whispered: "I know."

"Well, before you leave, let's meet again." Sun Kai looked at Wang Zijun and invited him softly.

Although Wang Zijun wanted to agree to Sun Kai's invitation, in fact he couldn't help it now. After pondering for a while, Wang Zijun said something ambiguous: "I will stay in Jiang City for a few more days, and I will give you the invitation when I have time."

Just call."

Sun Kai hesitated for a moment, then nodded. If Wang Zijun was not immersed in the grief of the old man's death, he would definitely realize that Sun Kai had something to say to him, but now, he did not have such thoughts.

The memorial service was held in the largest hall of the funeral home. There were many guests coming and going, so the memorial service lasted all morning. Just when the memorial service was about to come to an end, the arrival of a person shocked many people.

Very surprised.

Lin Zeyuan is here!

No one expected that when the end was about to end, the dusty Lin Zeyuan would arrive. Although Lin Zeyuan is no longer the provincial party committee secretary of Jiang Province, he is in charge of the Magic City and has a bright future. In the eyes of many people, he

Almost someone who has been identified.

In order to attend the old man's memorial service, Lin Zeyuan actually came all the way from Magic City in person. This was such a huge honor, and this face came because of Mr. Wang's eldest son, Wang Guangrong.

Wang Guangrong, the executive deputy mayor of Magic City. If it weren't for the unusual relationship between Wang Guangrong and Lin Zeyuan, how could Lin Zeyuan make a special flight to Jiang Province to attend the old man's memorial service in person.

With the arrival of Lin Zeyuan, the memorial service seemed to have reached its peak. Provincial Party Committee Secretary Zhao Yonghuai and Governor Han Tiansheng, who had been unable to attend just now, both appeared in the funeral home within fifteen minutes.

Just when people were surrounding Lin Zeyuan, another unexpected person came to the funeral parlor. Ye Chengmin is here!

Wang Zijun had no idea about Ye Chengmin's arrival. Looking at Ye Chengmin with a calm face, Wang Zijun felt moved in his heart.

Wang Zijun was naturally clear about the purpose of Ye Chengmin coming here, but he knew clearly that it was a huge favor for him to come over at this time. And with the arrival of Ye Chengmin, the pattern of Mr. Wang's memorial service became even more sophisticated.

It's one level.

If the people in Jiang Province used to look at the old man's legacy, then now, being able to attend the old man's funeral is an affirmation of their position. Therefore, some people who had originally agreed not to come here,

They also showed their figures one after another.

However, Wang Zijun didn't pay attention to all this. He just stood in the position of a family member and watched all this quietly...

Lin Zeyuan and Ye Chengmin naturally had people to receive them, but their status did not allow them to stay in Jiang Province for a long time. Therefore, after the memorial service, the two people left Jiang Province.

After the memorial service was held, everything seemed so lonely. Wang Zijun, who was not in a good mood, sat in the old man's familiar courtyard, not wanting to think about anything, just sitting there.

"Zijun, grandpa doesn't want to see you so sad now." Mo Xiaobei gently stretched out his palm and gently held Wang Zijun's hand.

Wang Zijun nodded. Just when he was about to talk to Mo Xiaobei, his cell phone rang. It was a text message: a text message from Qin Hongjin.

The content of the text message was very short, only a dozen words, but every word was affectionate. Although Qin Hongjin, the goddaughter, was only in name, she came to the old man's small courtyard many times, and she had a good relationship with the old man, but

After the old man left, she still didn't come over in the end.

It's not that she doesn't want to, but she doesn't want to cause trouble to Wang Zijun. After all, Wang Zijun's position is different from before. When she does many things, she has to think about him. "Don't be too sad, the old man wants us to

Can live a better life."

Young children like to treat feelings as a game, and hope that the more complicated the game is, the more ups and downs the better. From the day Qin Hongjin met Wang Zijun, this was not the case. This considerate woman always stood up for others.

For Wang Zijun's sake, he didn't want to cause any trouble to him because of his presence.

Wang Zijun replied a text message to Qin Hongjin. He believed that this extremely intelligent woman thousands of miles away would definitely understand. Mo Xiaobei looked at Wang Zijun's reply to the text message and did not speak. He just stood quietly beside him.

The two people sat in silence for a while, and then Liu Xuehua came over: "Zijun, your second uncle has arranged a meal. After all, it is not easy for the family to get together, so let's go over."

Liu Xuehua knew about the relationship between her son and the old man, so she was not enthusiastic about this meal. But the old man's death made this big family a little unusual. Now that Wang Jiefang is treating guests, no matter what, her family wants to

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